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“Love no god, that would not extend his might only where qualities were level”
Rinaldo in Shakespeare’s Alls Well that Ends Well (I.iii.47)
My preferred attire is simple. If I must, I’ll pull on a formal T-shirt, good jeans, and wrap a sport coat around that. Looks about as formal as I can get. Boots. Yes, I’ll wear boots. Otherwise? I tend towards comfort rather than fanciful appearance. I’ve always wanted, or, thought it would look good, to get a long wizard robe, a tall pointy hat, and make sure both were covered in gold lettering, showing signs, constellations, and stars. The archetype of a wizard-type? Yes? Now? Over the years, writing as “The Fishing Guide to the Stars,” I’ve received various gifts that reflect the title, or reflect the wizard approach I’m frequently envisioned as. While I patently deny it all? It’s like the guitar player image left over from old Austin. Doesn’t really matter that I can’t carry a tune in a bucket. No, images and appearances are still what are often the source of that first judgement. Happy Aquarius birthday. Thinking about that appearance? And more pointedly, me wrapped in a long robe festooned with symbols for planets and signs? Great idea, be useful once or twice, and then, no one cares. Stick with simple. Stick with comfortable. Strike a balance point as you sally forth into the new days, happy birthday and all, with a different attitude about appearance. Comfort, style, fit, and function. Those make up this week’s Aquarius goals. Style, comfort, fit, and function.
Cold snap, few days ago. Really cold by my standards, kind of lame to my friends from the frozen north, but it was bitterly cold — to me. Here’s my little trick. I have a scarf, a long, I think it’s some kind of artificial lamb’s wool, fake silk stuff. Not entirely sure what it is made of, not entirely sure I want to know. It’s dark, almost black, but really a shimmery shade of blue, deep blue. Deep, dark, mysterious blue. Not quite black. Kind of a satin-like finish to it, as well as the wooly warmth it envelopes. What I did with this scarf, cold snap and all?
“Throca movousus, cargo, cargo, cargo.”
I had an overnight guest and I didn’t want to wake her. She was sleeping so peacefully, looked angelic, and I just wanted some coffee. Cold, cold winter’s morning. I got up and staggered to the kitchen, pleasant memories triggered by the various aromas left over. I have a hand grinder for coffee beans. I rarely use it, but the usual way to grind the beans makes far too much noise, so I was patiently grinding away while I waited on water to boil. How easily we forget? That process of grinding by hand? I recall why I never do it. Too much work for too little reward. Instead of a pot of coffee? After a few minutes, I had enough coarse-ground coffee for a single serving French-Press. For years, I used a four-cup French-Press style of coffee maker. As a coffee toy, I have a single-serve French-Press, too. I tapped the grounds into the press-pot, added the boiling water and waited about three minutes. The grounds bloomed, then settled down, and I pressed out one the best cups of coffee I’ve had in a very long time. I forgot how smooth that extraction process works; how good the flavor is; what kind of beans I was using; all of that? Slipped my mind, briefly. That single cup of coffee, hand-ground beans, French-Press extractions, and a cold winter’s morning? The coffee itself out of a fine-china mug? The last of the grounds swirling around in the bottom of the mug itself? But that coffee, the stuff between the mesh filters, the hot water, and the bottom of the mug? Some of the smoothest, most delightful coffee I’ve had in a long while. So it seemed, at the moment.
As the Aquarius times begin to unfold? Bounce back to the old ways. The rewards are great — helps to remember that.
For more than decade, maybe two? I’d have to check with the books to know for sure, but for some time now, I’ve used the Roman Stoic, Emperor Marcus Aurelius and his Meditations as a source of solace. I don’t hit it every day, not like a daily meditation, but from time to time, and I have at least three or four different translations that I favor, but from time to time I use the stoic ideals as a source of comfort. Venus, and Neptune, are a source of Pisces comfort. That’s the good news. Good news?